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retirement poem

no hay presa yo de pensamientos pobres
pharaoh, rey de la tierra de Egipto
déme
desdeño a mis amigos más que usted
su cara es justa y lisa y fina
él incluso tendría su broma
puesto que, si usted hizo una pausa mi lado hoy
los días endeared a cada MUSE
dice de buenas viejas épocas
cómo como las estrellas es este el blanco, las caras sin nombre
no permanezca no más
babylon -- donde voy a soñar
sueño, hermano gris de la muerte

 



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